Sole - Hello Poetry

Jul 2018

tc

of one thing
i am sure
and that is
that i am
unsure of
myself
and it’s funny
how i can’t
sleep but my
chest closes its
eyes and hums
with a heartbeat
that is unsure of
itself, too.
i try to morph
into a body
i don’t feel
belongs to me
just so i can
fit somewhere
fit in somewhere
and i tell so
many stories
about the
universe, it
forever feels
like i am trying
to remain lost.
i am unsure
of myself;
connecting the
moles on my
skin as if they
will spell out
something bigger
so i can feel
like i matter,
at least for
a little while.
i sleep beside
myself, stare at
a reflection
so unfamiliar
i couldn’t even
identify it in
a crowd of
strangers, but
i am trying.
and one day
i’m sure i’ll
be sure
of myself but
until then,
i’ll morph into
someone i can
be proud of
and hope that
the universe
sends me back
to myself.

#depression #love #life #hope #happy #sad #universe #reflection #lost

Sole May 2018

Samsara

Because this is my first life
And you were my first love.

#love #youth #innocence

May 2018

Maria Monaghan

What is the body of a woman?

What is the body of a woman?
She is stardust,
Wanderlust,
Passion and desire.
She is paradise,
Eurydice,
Cosmic and enthralling.
She is poetry,
Idolatry,
Sapphire and ruby.

What is the body of a woman?
She is hidden,
Forbidden,
Sinful and perverted.
She is apostasy,
Ecstasy,
***** and Gomorrah.
She is shameful,
Painful,
Torturous and gleaming.

What is the body of a woman?
She is secret,
Kismet,
Philia and Eros.
She is repression,
Obsession,
Exquisite and divine.
She is carnal,
Eternal,
My burden and my joy.

#lesbian #sapphic #bi #bisexual #wlw #love #lust

Sole May 2018

Pretty Dead

The sun only shines on the pretty.

That’s what my mother used to say.
She told me I should always smile
At the pretty boys on the pretty street.
‘A smile will make you pretty’
She said.

And my mother died 10 years ago.
Now I guess she is pretty dead.

Sole Apr 2018

Chimera Honeymoon

Just love me to the moon

Where we don’t need to rush back
And there we could sit inside a crater
And serenely smile amidst the black

Where I am blind to all other stars
Except you
Her with the brightest glimmer
An entire constellation
Who makes the world beneath me
Seem frankly even dimmer

Here we could hide from the possibility
That our love may soon be jaded
Until unbeknownst to our knowledge
The moonbeams will have already faded

Yet for now we may allow our smiles to serenely grow fonder
In the hope we might remain in this pacific phase
For just a little while longer.

Chimera - A thing which is hoped for but is illusory or impossible to achieve.

#love #moon #stars #space #loss

Sole Apr 2018

Orange Cordial

A glass of orange cordial
Sat bored on the kitchen top
Now usually long forgotten
As we children play grown up

Soon after we become thirsty
And return to search our drink
But this time the glass is *****
The cordial not as orange as we think.

Random late night meanderings

#childhood #orange #nostalgia

Sole Apr 2018

Crying Uncle

I have given up
On yelling at the sky
The sky has probably given up on me too.

The answers must not be in the sky.
It seems I have been wrong for the entirety of my life.

It could be that the answers are on the ground.
Amongst the grass, simply suffocated by the dirt,
My answers insufferably whispered by the tiny creatures.

But I hate insects.
I don’t like dirt.
And grass makes me itch.

How I feel some nights.
the idiomatic expression "Say 'uncle'!" may be used as an imperative command to demand submission of one's opponent, such as during an informal wrestling match. Similarly, the exclamation "Uncle!" is an indication of submission – analogous to "I give up" – or it may be a cry for mercy, in such a game or match.